at some point
while growing up
i stumbled upon
a large section of my brain
that i'd never seen before.
but as i was exploring, i got lost
and i still haven't found my way back,
but after all these years
i don't want to go back
anymore.
YOU ARE READING
maybe i'm dreaming (COMPLETED)
Poetrya sky full of poems, none of which connect (stars without constellations) this is a compilation of almost every aspect of my life in poems, as well as some fictional elements too i hope you enjoy my cemetery of secrets -lowercase is intended for sty...
